as the ladies wanna die If is da ladies holla, who is ya baby fatha? Don't jump out the pocket I jump out n pop it Were back at cha soldier Matter fact
We ain't just shootin' out reckless, nigga Young, Young, Young Gunners Chris and Neef, we the future We the future We pull up in them big boy trucks big boy drops
it out of your head That's a mad dog on the rampage If you think he'll change - save your Breath Just say "Yes" - I don't care if you love Him Princess
like a Elohim Nah Mean In a casino or a yacht Wherever Im seen My brothers and sisters are never forgot Nah Mean Dont wanna hear another soldier drop
get some business [Chorus] [Verse 3] And as the rain drops keep fallen' on my window pain I just keep blazin' up my endo remain the same Nigga that's established and I'm out
problematic, the static is comin non-physical Melody over felony, baby boy, I know it's spiritual I forgive you cause I know that this was out of control Out of your mind, out
Flesh, the Flesh) Hold still, bitch, if you slippin' You bet he's gon' chalkin' 'til the reaper stalkin' Sneak up, caught a nigga flossin' Drop the
I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier, soldier We play the block to the morning 'til the sun comes up Or fiends run out, hustle 'til them guns come out Or deans run out
gettin' away But, y'all niggas ain't gone leave today I got that hot nine seven shit, drop dime never bitch Y'all niggas know I ain't even got the leverage Pullin' out
with out war Sometimes I wanna find my enemies and even the score Some nights I sit in a chair with the laser on my rifle The soldier followed me all
thought of You'll be sticking up old ladies with the hand gun or the sawed-off I'm a buffalo soldier, broader than Broadway Keep keepin' on, I don't care
are a fucking shame They don't understand a blue collar man And the General doesn't fuckin' care That a mothers son will never be here again Soldier soldier
you can't stand the heat get the fuck out the kitchen Chauffer driven limousines straight outta prison In jewelery, man listen Masterpiece was out to
blucka Niggas done fled from a, me infrared, sucka If him wan' play, busta Bein' a half way out my nappy head But I don't care, I just grab my clip,
Don't Care If The Enemy In The Way. Ignore What The Captain Gotta Say. Ignore The Sergeant, Leiutenant, Or The Genera- L, Until Her Fox Hole Out Fail
, come on I roll with a bunch of untamed guerrillas, head bustas and sharks Niggas that's 'bout beefin' lettin' them K's spark Knockin' it off your shoulder soldiers
We been taking care of our fucking buisness So your hoes might as well get wicked If you want to swing them thangs then hit me Got them hypnotize soldiers
floor for keys Which one of you rappers wanna feel them shots Sayin that Juicy J fuck you out your record money flop Hope you know these north memphis soldiers